Tongxin Town had suffered an unprecedented calamity. Nearly every household was draped in mourning white, and all that reached the ear was bad news.
Now that a piece of good news had finally appeared, it drew the attention of quite a few people, including several Sun Patrol Division constables from Kyoto.
"Who is Manor Lord Song? How could he have such tremendous prestige? Even Tongxin Town's mayor doesn't command such respect, does he?"
"I heard that all those townspeople were searching everywhere for Manor Lord Song. They ignored the wounded and even abandoned their own homes to look for him. It seems Manor Lord Song has truly won the people's hearts."
"I know who Manor Lord Song is. He's the son-in-law of the Imperial Merchant Tang Family—the husband whom the Tang Family's eldest daughter, the one who enchanted Young Lord Wang, married a few months ago."
"Didn't everyone say that he was good for nothing except filial piety? Who would have thought he possessed such prestige in Tongxin Town? It's simply unbelievable."
The several Sun Patrol Division constables also grew curious and followed the crowd's gaze into the distance.
Before he had even reached Tongxin Town, Qiushi, who had rushed out of town, no longer cared about embarrassment. In full view of everyone, she threw herself into Song Ankang's arms and kept checking him over, terrified that something might have happened to him.
"Is Son-in-law all right? Are you hurt anywhere?"
"Son-in-law, are you hungry, thirsty, or tired... Whatever you want, I'll prepare it right away."
"Where did Son-in-law go earlier? We couldn't find you anywhere. Thank goodness you came back."
Qiushi clutched Song Ankang's hand tightly, unwilling to let go even a fraction. Terror and unease still lingered on her delicate, pretty face, as though Song Ankang